The sun’s my fire. Golden, from a magnificence of blu… Should be its hue. But woolly clouds, Like boarding-house old ladies, co…

‘I want a parlourmaid.’ ‘Well, let me see If you were God, what kind of mai… ‘She would be tall, She would be fair,

To Plato’s dictum Assent she lends. All things in common We hold, as friends. I share her riches.

I love to see Her looking up at me, Stretched on a bed In her pink dressing gown, Her arms above her head,

Each morning I pass on my way to… A clock in a tower And I look towards it with anxiou… To make sure of the hour. But the sun gets up at the back of…

She is not of the fireside, My lovely love; Nor books, nor even a cradle, She bends above. No, she is bent with lashes,

I used to be afraid to meet The lovers going down our street. I’d try to shrink to half my size And blink and turn away my eyes But now I’m one of them I know

How funny it would be if dreamy I Should leave one book behind me wh… And that a book of Law’€”this sil… Just written for the money it will… I do hope, when it’s finished, I’…

Every day Miss Mary goes her roun… Through the splendid house and thr… Looking if the kitchen table’s whi… Seeing if the great big fire’s ali… Finding specks on shining pans and…

The people have drunk the wine of… In the streets of town. They smile as they drift with hear… Uphill and down. The people have drunk the wine of…

I went down to post a letter Through the garden, through the ga… All the lovely stars were shining As I went. They were free as I, unhappy

Sometimes I wish that I were Hel… And wise as Pallas, That I might have most royal gift… In love’s sweet chalice. Then I reflect my dear love is no…

I’d love to have you on a rainy da… Tucked in a chair, my head against… To sit and dream with. Sometime y… My home-sharer whom rain can’t kee…

When Gertie came in To work today She was much less weary And far more gay. We asked her the reason